Chapter 211 - 211: Revealing Her Identities! Crazy (2)

Chapter 211 - 211: Revealing Her Identities! Crazy (2)

Translator: _Min_

Her fists clenched.

Little Bai wore an innocent expression as it whimpered, ‘tow.”

Shang Lu was shocked as he stuttered for words, “All... All donated?”

“Yes,” Si Fuqing replied nonchalantly, “I built some nursing homes and Hope Primary Schools. What do I need all that money for?” Shang Lu fell into silence.

Miss Si liked money, but her way of liking it was truly unique and incomprehensible.

Two billion.

Shang Lu followed Si Fuqing downstairs.

By coincidence, they ran into Ling Feng getting out of a car.

“Miss Si,” Ling Feng approached with deep apologies, ‘We’ve come to apologize, we are truly sorry.”

“Apologize?” Si Fuqing paused, “What happened?”

Ling Feng recounted the incident, “This is what happened, without your permission, we made a call.”

“I’m so sorry, Miss Si!” the young lawyer bowed several times, “I’ve always been skeptical of you, I apologize!”

“Oh?” Si Fuqing was intrigued, “Did you get through? What did he say?”

The young lawyer hesitated, then repeated everything he heard, and apologized again, “I’m sorry, Miss Si! I won’t do it again!”

“Matchmaking? Setting up dates? What a tough life,” Si Fuqing sighed, “Alright, I’ll introduce him to a few dates myself someday. I love seeing his annoyed face.”

The young lawyer was bewildered.n0veLbIn

What is going on?

“Miss Si is going on a business trip, we won’t bother you any longer,” Ling Feng said with a warning glance at the young lawyer, “Have a safe journey.”

Si Fuqing nodded, “Thank you for your hard work these days.”

“It’s our duty,” Ling Feng smiled, “Mr. Yu has paid us, it’s our job to serve you.” But there was also a personal reason.

She genuinely admired Si Fuqing and was happy to help with public relations.

Si Fuqing waved and got into the car.

At Lin City International Airport.

Jiang Changning carried only a bag, simple and unencumbered by extras.

After meeting up with Si Fuqing, they waited in the lounge area.

Since there were only two tickets, Shang Lu and Little Bai were sent to Yu Xiheng’s private jet.

Feng San glared at him, “Yo, you can’t fly a plane?”

Howpoor is the Thousand ArmyAlliance to not even have a privatejet?

Shang Lu looked back with anger burning in his pupils.

Yu Xiheng, holding a fan, spoke mildly, “Enough.”

At the same moment the weather changed outside, Si Fuqing’s eyes snapped open.

Jiang Changning beside her had already fallen into deep sleep.

Si Fuqing fastened her seatbelt and pressed her neck, ensuring she was completely asleep before standing up.

The flight attendant who entered saw her and her expression changed, “Miss!

The plane is unstable, please sit down... Ah!”

The plane suddenly lurched, clearly hit by a powerful air current.

The flight attendant fell to the ground, seeing stars.

Simultaneously, an alarm sounded in the cabin.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is experiencing turbulence due to air currents. Please stay seated and fasten your seatbelts...”

Passengers panicked, grasping the armrests of their seats.

It was more than noticeable turbulence; it felt like an earthquake.

Si Fuqing was already in the aisle.

She helped the flight attendant up, pushed her into a seat, and commanded in a stern voice, “Sit tight.”

The flight attendant’s vision blurred, barely able to see the girl moving forward.

Si Fuqing reached the junction between economy and first class, where several flight attendants lay on the ground, clearly knocked out.

Her fox-like eyes narrowed as she grasped the bathroom door with force.

“Crack! ”

The door lock opened.

A harsh voice exclaimed, ‘Who?!”

A middle-aged man arranging an array inside turned abruptly.

Upon seeing a young girl, he first showed surprise, then sneered, “So it’s you who disrupted my array!”

He could only sense Si Fuqing’s general location, unaware of her age and gender.

“Very good, very good, you’ve delivered yourself to me,” the middle-aged curse master said coldly, “But had you surrendered earlier, I wouldn’t have had to doom an entire plane of people to die with you.”

“To die with me?” Si Fuqing lifted her hand, nonchalant, “With just this?”

She traced a few lines on the foggy window, then blew on it.

A faint pattern emerged, forming a small array.

“Whoosh!”

The array lit up, and there was a loud noise. The array the middle-aged cursed had created dimmed abruptly.

The moment the formation broke, the sound of thunder diminished, and the plane left the turbulent air current, gradually stabilizing.

The middle-aged curse master’s expression changed, “No, no, you...”

“Yes, have some confidence, of course, you recognize me,” Si Fuqing turned her head, “Because last time we met, I used a different name.”

She stepped forward, grabbed the middle-aged curse masters throat with one hand, and “bang” smashed his head against the window. “Come on, say my name,” Si Fuqing spoke, “You know it..”